A/N: I do not own the Labyrinth or any of its characters.
Chapter Seven: RulesFact Seven: If you made the rules they are yours to break.
"I move the stars for no one," he said. But he moved them for me.
Thirteen hours became ten at his whim.
He said some would help and some would hinder. Then he set himself against those that would help.
The rules state he will only come when he is called or at the end to pronounce judgment. I would not call him but he came anyway, in an enchanted peach dream.
I do not know all the rules of his Labyrinth. I do not know how time works Underground. I do know that the rules are his and are as such at his disposal. He has no rule book, no use for it. The rules are what he says that they are when he says that they are such. When he is losing or they fail to suit him, he changes them.
I will never know all the rules. I don't make them either. Once a runner, always a runner. I still think I'm playing by his rules.
I know what I said in the Escher Room. But it's not true, not really. As long as I remember what happened, he has power over me. The thought of him changes me. I'm suddenly not as cogent as I was. I'm dancing with him again. I feel him waiting for my call. I hear his words echo through my head again – "Fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave." So I panic and I run. So you see, he does still have power over me; I'm still playing by his rules. And if you didn't make them, you don't get to break them. Not without consequences. And as the rules are his, I really don't want to know what those consequences would be…
